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“Prithee," He protested, "if thou wouldst waiteth a goddamned second-”
“Why must this be so mortifying? Oh, that's right. Because its my life.”
“Of course one kiss changes things. If it's done right, a kiss changes everything.”
“No man deserves a woman like that. He mortgages his very soul to win her and spends his life paying off the debt.”
“Izzy felt as though shed wandered into the third act of a play. She had no idea what was going on, but it was unbearably dramatic.”
“Izzy felt as though she’d wandered into the third act of a play. She had no idea what was going on, but it was unbearably dramatic.”
“He rubbed his hands up and down, warming her. Then thats all you need to know. I have you. If there are beasties in the dark, they have to get through me.”
“Izzy was utterly convinced. Never mind Arabian horses, African cheetahs. No creature in the world could bolt so quickly as a rake confronted with the word "marriage". They ought to shout it out at ...”
“And she was well-enough acquainted with loneliness to understand that the worst part wasn't having nobody caring for you - it was having nobody to care for.”
“These kisses... they were confessions. Tastes of everything she had stored inside her. Everything she could give a man if he was brave enough to accept. Kiss by kiss, she was baring herself to the ...”
“I don't care who he is. He needs to disappear." Ransom turned and called out the window. "For the love of G-d man. I have England's sweetheart bent over the desk and panting for me. Go away and com...”
“Ransom? She struggled to sit up. What are you do? He laid his tongue to her core. Oh. She flopped back against the bed. Oh. God, she was sweet. Sweet and pink and musky and Izzy.”
“It started to rain. Fat, heavy drops of summer rain - the kind that always struck her as vaguely lewd and debauched. Little potbellied drunkards, those summer raindrops, chortling on their way to e...”
“Then she sighed. Just the faintest, softest release of breath. The sound swept through his chest like a hurricane, with the force to topple trees.”
“He rubbed his hands up and down, warming her. “Then that’s all you need to know. I have you. If there are beasties in the dark, they have to get through me.”
“Ransom?” She struggled to sit up. “What are you do—?” He laid his tongue to her core. “Oh.” She flopped back against the bed. “Oh.” God, she was sweet. Sweet and pink and musky and Izzy.”
